Funk It Up & Love On
Schools of Thought: Part One by Ophia Content Warning: violence, sex, traumatic brain injury A strange animal skin hangs from the end of the branch acting as curtain rod over the window, displayed alongside a sheer white cloth. A washboard leans in the corner, with more obvious instruments tucked into […]
Due to a head injury when I was fifteen, I wasn’t allowed to drive in high school. So at eighteen, I was finally able to sign up for behind-the-wheel classes. I had gotten Dale as my driving instrustor. I’d heard stories about him buying everyone Slurpees at 7-11 and teaching you to drive […]
Anna grabbed her towel that had faded from its original white and started drying her body. Wrapping it around her hair, she stepped out of the shower to get dressed. She picked a Victorian style skirt, also faded to off-white. After putting in her contacts and applying mascara, she went to go find her sandals […]
Hunter and I ambled out to the car on a cloudy summer day, stoned as hell; but I was good to drive. His wife had asked us to run to the market for food while she stayed with the dog in my cabin. It had been a fun, relaxing night and a wake and bake […]
The classroom door was only a hallway away when she set down her book bag and pulled her shaking hands out of her pockets. She rubbed them together furiously, trying to hide the inexplicable trembling from other academic passersby. She forced herself to stand still and take four deep breaths to […]
We were huddled under the canopy when the bees arrived. I had not invited them and I thought them rude for not calling first. My phone had all its bars, so they really had no excuse. It was festival camping, though, so perhaps I was simply unaccustomed to the informality of this culture. The boys […]